Sigurt decided not to wait any longer, he was going to ask the other person personally.

"Don't move!"

Sigur dodged into the tent, his dagger striking the woman's neck.

The other Silver Riders then flashed into the tent, one of them extinguishing the candles and torches, and the other taking control of the man.

"Huh? Who are you? ”

The man who spoke the lingua franca asked, alarmed.

"Silver Lion! Shut up if you want to live! ”

One of the silver riders said viciously.

"You're the Silver Rider? Don't kill me! I am a people of the mist! I was carried up the mountain by these men! ”

The man hurriedly explained, "My name is Lord Heather! I am a loyal supporter of Lord Duke! ”

The silver knight behind him asked strangely, "You say you're a citizen of the mist, but why are you here?" Stay with the leader of the barbarians? I don't see you as a captive. ”

The man hurriedly explained, "I don't want to either! It was only because I lived in a place far from the Cold Mountains that I learned the language of their barbarians, and they took a fancy to this and swept me up the mountain. This Coco Lori is the saintess of the barbarians! She was the one who caught me! The main reason she caught me was because she wanted to learn the lingua franca! I'm really a Misty People! If you don't believe me, you can go to the Missing Persons Registry and check, my wife must have my name on it! ”

The guard glanced at Sigurd, who winked and told him to take it first.

But suddenly, when Sieg was about to take the woman to reincarnate and leave, the woman held her hands and shrank out of his arms! Out of nowhere, he pulled out a dagger and turned around and stabbed it at the neck of Sigurd.

But how could the silver lion be attacked by such a weak woman? I saw that he was slightly on the side of his body, and he pinched the tip of the dagger with only two fingers.

"Hmph, I advise you to be honest."

As soon as Sig finished speaking, he saw the woman take a deep breath and shout with a "whoosh", which shook his eardrums.

He doesn't have to think about it to know that this guy is shouting for help?

In desperation, Sieg could only slash the back of the opponent's neck with a palm and knock him unconscious.

He carried the barbarian's holy woman on his shoulders and urged, "Retreat! ”

Because of the voice of the saint just now, it caused an instant riot in the barbarian camp.

Everyone came out of their tents and gathered here. Many torches were also lit.

However, at this moment, the scattered Silver Knights also began to act.

They took out their fires and lit them, and threw them into the tents that were closer.

Not only that, but they also shouted and threw stones inward, creating the illusion of a night raid on the camp.

The barbarians had never experienced an attack on their camp, and the leader was not around, so they looked around in a panic, at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Sigurt carried the holy woman out of the chaotic camp quickly. He flew up as he passed a campfire, kicking the still burning charcoal and wood into the air, and instantly set three tents on fire.

The barbarians' camp was in turmoil, and the men shouted words they didn't understand, and those with weapons took their weapons, and those who put out the fires had made a mess out of order.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded in the camp! Suppressed all the panicked snow barbarians.

Sieg glanced over and saw that it was the snow-capped mountain giant he had seen in the goggles earlier.

He also seems to be one of the leaders of this group of snow barbarians.

After only hearing a few roars from the snow-capped mountain giants, the barbarians instantly calmed down, and as he instructed, they picked up their weapons and explored the surroundings.

Sieg secretly said something bad in his heart. He made a gesture, and one of the Silver Riders pulled a bucket from his bosom and pulled it at the sky.

With a "bang", a red light rose into the air.

The Silver Riders saw the signal and threw all the fire folds in their hands, and quickly disappeared into the shadows of the snow.

After a while, more and more snow barbarians poured out of the camp. Sigurt took advantage of the light to observe, and sure enough, this barbarian camp can hold at least 10,000 soldiers! If you count the families of these people, I'm afraid that this barbarian tribe has a population of more than 20,000!

Not only did he mentally make a comparison with the number of his own border guards. Sigurt secretly decided that it seemed that the focus of the war would be on the Cold Mountains in the north. For the war between West and the Grizzly Bears, it can be over first. Let's let the other party be proud for a while!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the body of a silver knight swept in front of Sigur like a cannonball, and slammed directly into a rock not far from him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh? What's going on!? ”

Sieg ran to the man to check it out, and found that the Silver Rider's chest had collapsed in a large chunk! I can't live now.

The guard's eyes showed unwillingness, and he grabbed Sieg's hand, and after spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, he finally swallowed before he could say a word.

Sieg looked back and saw that it was the snow-capped giant who threw the big stick in his hand. It seems to have hit the guard in the chest!

"Bastard..."

Although Sieg wanted to avenge his own guards now, he also knew that this was not the place for him to be strong.

"Take our people and go!"

At the duke's orders, two more silver riders came and carried the breathless companion on their shoulders.

Sieg recited a spell as he ran. When the guards behind him gathered about the same, he screamed violently! A bolt of holy light erupted from his fingers, creating a long channel of white light in the snow.

"Everybody jump on it!" He shouted.

The Silver Riders have been with Sigur for the longest time and are his most elite men. At a glance, you can already understand the intentions of your own manager.

They adjusted their balance and jumped onto the bridge of light. The moment you step on it, your body is like stepping on a piece of smooth ice, and you will slide out as soon as you "slip out"! The speed is simply not something that the barbarians can catch up with.

It turns out that this is the retreat method that the silver lion has considered a long time ago, isn't this similar to the soldiers who use sleds to fight in the Lin Hai Snow Field?

By the time the barbarians chased them out of the camp, Sigurt and his guards had rowed at least a few hundred meters away.

And those barbarians looked at the passage that flashed white in front of them, but they didn't dare to step on it. Maybe in their hearts they don't think this kind of witchcraft can be touched at all?

"Ulalala!"

The huge snow-capped mountain giant roared again, and he grabbed the two snow barbarians beside him and threw them directly onto the passage of light.

As soon as the two of them hit the ground, they "slipped out" and slid down, causing them to scream again and again.

But the other barbarians found that nothing special seemed to be happening, and they all jumped up with courage.

Klose took a sip back, and he found that because of the large weight of these barbarians, the speed of their decline was actually a few points faster than that of his own people!

Looking in the direction of the glide, Sigur ordered everyone to prepare for the landing somewhere.

He pinched his fingers and chanted the incantation, and the passage of light came to an abrupt end! The ground has changed back to normal.

The Silver Riders ran after Sigurd, while the savages who were still sliding down were tossed by the sudden increase in resistance, and in a moment they were in disarray.

The roar of the snow-capped mountain giants sounded again from a distance, and the snow-barbarians did not have time to check the injuries on their bodies, so they chased forward with their hands and feet.

Because they all know that the other party has captured their holy daughter! If it weren't for the Holy Maiden, they wouldn't have been able to win this battle! If they can't win this battle, then they will face endless cold winter and death!

"Huh?"

"Whoa!"

Sieg was surprised to find that some of the panicked barbarians directly shrunk their bodies into a ball and rolled down the snow.

And their actions have also caused the speed of the fall to be particularly fast! In just a few breaths, the rolling body turned into a huge snowball!

He reached out and summoned the Holy Sword of Light, slicing the two large snowballs in two with the Holy Light Slash. But more and more barbarians followed the example of their companions, and they all rolled downward, turning themselves into huge snowballs that struck in the direction of the crowd.

To Sigger's dismay, the snow-capped mountain giant, which was more than three meters tall, also shrunk into a lump and rolled down the hillside. His size, combined with the snow he carried, instantly turned into a huge snowball with a diameter of more than five meters!

To make matters worse, the barbarians shook off more snow, and the distant thunder from the top of the mountain made Sig's heart sink. He knew that the avalanche was coming!